As time ticked by, second by second.
The battlefield gradually stabilized.
Meng City's First War Zone held. Even after being slaughtered nearly to extinction, the monsters chose to retreat, fleeing into the wasteland with their defeated remnants.
But humans never pursued.
Never chase a desperate enemy; it also prevented the monsters from luring them away from their positions.
All they had to do was hold Meng City.
As the situation stabilized.
Sun Musheng turned his attention to the Fourth, Seventh, and Eleventh Legions.
A deputy commander stepped forward to report, causing Sun Musheng's pupils to contract sharply!
"What!? They didn't die!?"
Sun Musheng turned back to stare at the deputy commander in shock. This deputy commander was one of his trusted aides. He nodded and said in a low voice:
"Someone went to support them. They were Fu Junlin's people!
"Su Ming didn't die, Zhang Can didn't die, and none of the key commanders under him died either!"
"Support? How could they..."
Sun Musheng stopped halfway through his sentence. He abruptly turned toward the hall, narrowing his eyes as murderous intent flashed within them!
He had realized it.
The channel he had blocked Su Ming from must have been redirected elsewhere.
Someone had leaked the news!
Sun Musheng's mind raced.
If Su Ming had died, there would have been no evidence, and no one would have known about what he had done.
But now, Su Ming was alive. As a Major General, Su Ming's influence was no joke.
"What did they use to support them? They don't have any soldiers at all!"
"It seemed to be just a few of Fu Junlin's private guards."
"A few people!? A few people helped them hold three Light Gates!? I fucking deployed at least a regiment's worth of troops at every Light Gate!!